Chapter 833: Chapter 833 Time of Stunning Beauty: The Wedding (Finale 3)_1
Although Madeleine did not check her phone, she knew with almost certainty that the message must have come from Anita Madris; otherwise, why would Howard be so restless and agitated?
Throughout, Madeleine chose not to speak up and disturb Howard; in the bedroom, veiled in the dim glow of the sleep lamp, silence reigned absolute.
Yet, Madeleine could clearly sense the man lying next to her tossing and turning occasionally or letting out sighs, as if tormented by some vexing issue.
The classical clock on the wall ticked away with a distinct “tick-tock” sound, which, in the quiet of the night, seemed particularly pronounced.
When the second hand had ticked an indeterminate number of times, Howard’s phone suddenly rang.
This time it was not the alert for a text message, but a call ringing out. In the previously tranquil bedroom, it was starkly jarring, so much so that Madeleine shuddered uncontrollably without any reason.
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A second before the phone rang, Howard, once again troubled by his hesitation about whether to go to Mix Bar, had rolled over, his face towards the coffee table and staring at his phone. Thus, when the phone rang, Howard immediately reached out, grabbed the phone, and saw it was a call from Anita Madris.
Howard instinctively turned to glance at Madeleine behind him. The woman had her eyes closed, appearing to be asleep. After a prolonged struggle, he still chose to answer it. Before he could speak, a voice came through, one that was not Anita’s: “Is this Mr. Coleman?”
Howard’s brow furrowed, his tone involuntarily tense: “Who is this?”
“I’m the manager of Mix Bar. Mr. Coleman, the Ms. Madris you used to bring to the bar is here, drunk and making a scene at the front desk, crying and calling out your name. Could you please come over…” The person on the line, not waiting for Howard’s response, continued: “Mr. Coleman, if you don’t come, we’ll have to call the police.”
Howard held the phone silently for about five seconds, then said, “Wait for me for twenty minutes.”
Afterward, Howard ended the call, sat on the bed clutching his phone for a moment, then threw off the covers and got out of bed.
The night was quiet, and although Howard had not put the call on speakerphone, Madeleine had still overheard what was said. The moment Howard uncovered the blankets and stepped out of the bed, Madeleine involuntarily sat up, subconsciously wanting to voice an objection to stop Howard from going.
Seeing Madeleine get up, Howard paused, then said, “Something’s come up, I’ll be back in a bit.”
After which, he promptly picked up his clothes and dressed swiftly and efficiently.
The words Madeleine had intended to use to stop him were crushed by the urgency of his actions, and they retreated back inside her.
Even if she did speak up and ask him not to go, would he have listened?
The only outcome would be a big fight between them.
Madeleine’s hand, subconsciously clenched the bedsheets as she watched him, fully dressed, grab his phone, and hurry out of the bedroom. It was then that Madeleine felt as if a sharp knife had stabbed right into her heart, spreading a pain that she could not heal.
She ultimately could not compare to that woman named Anita Madris…
Deep down, she had always known, hadn’t she?
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